there's something below the surface.
it doesn't have a name
but it feels familiar.
i'm never truly alone.
i'm seated beside this feeling.
as nameless dances
and splashes
in the puddles that are my thoughts.
it crawls through me
unknown to the faces i encounter.
it doesn't have a name
but it feels familiar.
Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 10:33 AM UTC
there's something below the surface.
it doesn't have a name
but it feels familiar.
i'm never truly alone.
i'm seated beside this feeling.
as nameless dances
and splashes
in the puddles that are my thoughts.
it crawls through me
unknown to the faces i encounter.
it doesn't have a name
but it feels familiar.
